“Tell me more.”
“About what little princess?”
“The ones who look like me.”
“Cat, you're supposed to be in bed. Who are Ты talking to?”
Terror stood in the doorway, light flooding the room. Cat sat huddled up in bed. She was dressed for sleep, but was wide awake.
“Scotty,” she answered, pointing to the white fox.
“Well it's late. Ты need to sleep.”
“Okay.”
Cat settled back down and Terror closed the door. She waited till she heard his footsteps fade before sitting back up.
“Are Ты still here?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me more.”
“Well for starters, those creatures are called Phouka. They're part of the Winter court. Always looking for trouble and some poor prey. They are usually tall, with cold energy and deadly claws. They don't have tails, but they have long cat ears on their heads and glowing yellow eyes.”
“Are all the Winters like that?”
“A good portion. Emotions are a weakness.”
“Then why have cold ones?”
She heard a boisterous laugh from the end of her постель, кровати and smiled.
“Summer would Любовь you, little princess!”
“What's your court like?”
Their was an excitement in her voice. She felt the постель, кровати Переместить and then two arms заворачивать, обертывание around her. A warm voice whispered in her ear.
“Summer is the most beautiful court. There are all kinds of friendly creatures and some that Любовь to play. Цветы and leaves of every color cover the ground and trees. Waterfalls and streams break through forests and fields. If it isn't wooded, then it's a hill. Ты can't go еще than a few steps without seeing Summer's beauty или smelling in the deep scent of sunny flowers. And in the biggest knoll stands the briar замок of King Oberon and Queen Titania.”
“It sounds beautiful.”
“It is.”
“What does the замок look like?”
“Well there are courtyards and rooms and a great hall. Fountains fill the open cavern and трава grows from everywhere. Цветы form a carpet and Ты can always hear Музыка from somewhere. The трон room is filled with all the noble creatures in the realm. And, in the very center of the room, is a stage made of stone. Two briar and цветок thrones sit on that stage and grace the lady and her King.
“But the very best, most beautiful thing, is the light that floods in. No matter what time of night или day, Ты can see as clear as every and there's always a warm breeze from the sky on the ceiling. And one day, I'll take Ты there.”
“Really?” her voice was soft, on the edge of sleep.
“Promise.”
“Swear on the трон of your king?”
“I swear that I will take Ты there one день little princess.”
“Will I come back?”
“If Ты still want to, Ты may. I'll be your escort all the way through.”
“...thank you....Puck...”
He smiled and kissed her head, green eyes shinning brightly.
“You're welcome little princess.”